“What were you going to tell me in the car the other day? I stopped you, not wanting to hear it. But I need to know. Why don’t you like me back? It seemed like you did at one point or at least wanted to try. Am I too messy? Do you need me to be perfect before giving us a chance? Because I’ll never be perfect. I’m not my sister. If you want someone like that—” “I don’t,” he interrupted. “At all. But it’s complicated.” “How? What is it? My past? My boss?” “It’s my past,” he shot back. “Your exes really screwed up your ability to trust, didn’t they?” I asked. “My exes are definitely screwing me
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